Evan Holt - Weather Bad lyrics

[Verse 1: Carmine] I'll probably bury you alive What the f** am I saying Get a better view tonight Baby what I'm playing In this drop top whip and it's f**ing raining And this ungrateful b**h is in the ear complaining And I'm tired of making friends so just f**ing hate me f**s, I can't give enough lately b**h, the gold around my neck will change me And this, ain't turning colors, ain't fugazi Got off early, called around 6 No sense of time, cut off at the wrist Borrowed outfits, you're still looking s*utty All of that fits, you're throwing fits, would you Rather me call you b**h or call a few b**hes And if that shoe fits then grab a few different, colors She uttered under her breath "I can't stand you mother"-f**ing in her bed She try'na, stand her ground with her legs up Walking on the ceiling got her doing her own stunts Yea, she arrived twice and I came once We stab each other in the back, I can't front Just leave the car running Grab my money and small luggage b**h I'm far from it But I know your throwing your shoes at the wall hunny It's a trip ain't it Now she's heading out of the crib with her lips painted In some very high heels and some very low, standards Meanwhile I'm shifting standard Don't get the picture I'm switching cameras If the tables turned then im missing like table manners Got business that we can't handle Dismissive and distant banter We'll never be what we planned to Whoa, slow down You b**hing about nothing that's nothing but old sounds She telling me to go I just tell her to go, down s** my dick, b**h, you're just a b**h, b**h I'm rich, b**h, well I'm 'bout to be [Verse 2: Laws] Now we'll see, how a super human finds the place where his powers be Every Lois Lane wanna private pow-wow with me Other brothers spit that fallacy My skin tone like I'm from the place where the palace be She like horror movies so I took her to a festival Went home, f**ed, scratched her up like Freddy do She saw me trying to leave and she said "I'm never letting you I'm about to show you how forever do" Yea b**h whatever true, try it I move like a psychic I set up in the town Read a couple palms Meet a couple moms While the kids getting schooled I educate mommy and treat her like a pros-i She always wanna play 'cause I treat her like a hobby She call me Chris Brown 'cause I beat it like I'm Bobby There isn't a man that isn't a scam but I'm the invisible man If you see me, you'd surprise me [Verse 3: Carmine] What's love? Just a drug, Jjust a game To me it's just a word but for her it's on the brain Mentally and physically, emotionally, supposed to be The only thing that's ever on her mind and controlling she Balled up when I called up I would give it all up Sike, don't wanna fight, don't wanna fuss I'm sick of cussin' at you But I'm so caught up in lust, that I would love to have you It's just a battle, Uphill, how I feel's changing You was supposed to be my last but left my a** hanging What was I thinking, we wasn't making no progress Like my n***a Brandun told me "Man it's a process" No time's left I wanna just try and make it right Maybe ain't nothing really wrong it could be worth the fight Long nights, rough days, got me stressed out The shoe fits but it's cool 'cause you stepped out Was try'na focus on my songs and it helped out Then started looking through my phone and would feel doubt Damn, now here I am, and it's been close to a year I was try'na keep it together, knowing one of my fears Was to have to show my emotions while in front of my peers Learned to keep it together off of showing no tears Or love lost Rather be soft, than it cost me, 'cause over time n***as get salty All we ask for as men every now and then agains A lil' tree rolling and maybe just get it in After, let me know that you ain't let no other men have ya That within laughter Every part, touching my inner soul and touching my heart 'Cause I know how to love a woman as soon as we start But what if I told you that's a lie and I'm really a dog I ain't that type of guy, you should try another n***a 'Cause I ain't f**ing with ya, so forget ya, get the picture How's that, that'll send you home like soldiers in Iraq Afghan and overseas She tried to say it was over, I told her like b**h, please